It was the words "descended into Hades"That seemed too pagan to our liberal youth....You know they suffered from a general onslaught.And well, if they weren't true why keep right onSaying them like the heathen? We could drop them.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »

A critic, after a life devoted to spoiling the pleasure of others, was astonished to find himself in eternal hellfire. "Judge not,... lest ye be Judged," giggled a passing fiend, and all Hades rocked with laughter at this wit. Moral: When you have all Eternity to get through, it is a blessing to be among those who are easily amused.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »

--I am the resurrection and the life. That touches a man's inmost heart.--It does, Mr Bloom said....Your heart perhaps but what price the fellow in the six feet by two with his toes to the daisies? No touching that. Seat of the affections. Broken heart. A pump after all, pumping thousands of gallons of blood every day. One fine day it gets bunged up: and there you are. Lots of them lying around here: lungs, hearts, livers. Old rusty pumps: damn the thing else. The resurrection and the life. Once you are dead you are dead. That last day idea. Knocking them all up out of their graves. Come forth, Lazarus! And he came fifth and lost the job. Get up! Last day! Then every fellow mousing around for his liver and his lights and the rest of his traps. Find damn all of himself that morning.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »

The man that hath no music in himself,Nor is not moved with concord of sweet sounds,...Is fit for treasons, stratagems, and spoils.The motions of his spirit are dull as night,And his affections dark as Erebus.Let no such man be trusted.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »